Random Thought
“Our last fight was my fault: My wife asked me 'What's on the TV?' I said, 'Dust!'”

Another Thought...

PostHeaderIcon I Hardly Know The Girl

Jill tells her husband, “Jack, that young couple that just moved in next door seem such a loving twosome. Every morning, when he leaves the house, he kisses her goodbye, and every evening when he comes homes, he brings her a dozen roses.

Now, why can’t you do that?”

“Gosh,” Jack says, “why I hardly know the girl.”

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